Several years ago, I went on a
speed awareness course.
*Just because it looks like you’re
taking notes, it doesn’t mean that you are,
or, 'Beware of poets "taking notes" '*
Part One:
Course Leader Triolet
All
patronizing, dull, verbose,
Diminutive
and witless too,
But
interesting? Not even close,
From
Patronizing-Dull-Verbose,
Who
wants to give us all a dose.
He
thinks he’s funny; that’s not true.
All
patronizing, dull verbose,
Diminutive
and witless too.
(Being diminutive was his only
saving grace)
Part Two: Woeful
Doggerel to Stave off Boredom
We
drivers, who have all been slightly naughty,
Like
doing forty-six instead of forty,
Or
failing to recall our cars were nifty,
By
doing fifty-eight within a fifty,
Or
seeing if our cars could speed aplenty,
By
going twenty-nine instead of twenty,
Are
gathered in a room to be subjected
To
idiotic tedium, directed
Towards
each careless automotive criminal,
Thus
keeping any future speeding minimal.
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